FF new-MJHT revisited. - Page 4

Samrats Outhouse- MN new Home

MN stood in front of samrat s outhouse which looked run down. Both exchanged glances with falling hearts. Is this the place to be in as soon as you get married? How is this going to become livable?

"woh doosra ghar kaha tha?," nupur asked mayank in a whisper.

Before mayank could answer, samrat and benji came out of the house.

"tum log aagaye. Mayank tum apne saare things abhi ghar ke andar mat rakhna. Isko clean karna hai.waise do hi room aur ek chota sa kitchen hai tho zyaada time nahin lagega"said benji excitedly," bathroom hai." He added reassuringly.

"nupur, gunjan kaha hai?" samrat asked .

Before nupur could answer, all the others arrived

Dia and gunjan with the luggage from nupurs house, uday and suhaani armed with pochas and detergent bottles of different sizes, adhiraj with some odd furniture that mayank had brought back from Lalitha s house. All of them happily and eagerly entered the house. MN were the last to enter.

(the scene from serial where the title song plays and everyones working)

They were having the time of their lives. Adhiraj and suhaani coming in each others way accidently, coincidently and sometimes purposefully. Samrat dutifully doing everything that gunjans telling him to do finally earning a tap on the head by a frustrated mayank. Mayank was having a tough time trying to convince nupur that the fine tuning of arrangements can be done later on her own choice and to stop her from arguing with Dia about where furniture have to be placed.

Benji and Dia cant get enough of the romance going on around them. Both of them grinned at each other each time adhi-suhaani dash , shaked their heads simultaneously at sams antiques with gunjan and stared happily at the newly married MN exchanging tender looks.

Uday after successfully getting into everyone s way, sat in the middle of the room and ordered people around till Mayank gave him a whack on the head when his dear sisters were nowhere to be seen and samrat sent him to get dinner.

At 10.00, gunjan told samrat she had to go home. Dia who was nearby heard that and looked at her in surprise.

"lekin gunjan, bui ne tumhe kaha hai ki tum hamare saath aa sakthi ho." Dia reminded her.

" par Dia, bauji bohot hi upset the. Agar main dher raat tak ghar nahin gayi, tho kyan sochenge? Aur unho ne tho mujhe di se baat karne ke liye mana karnewale the. Unko bohot chot pounchi hain. Is waqt main bhi agar kuch galat karthi hoon tho, unka kya haal hoga.", gunjan still had her bauji s striken face in front of her.

"chashmish kuch dher ruk jao. Jab yeh sab khatam hojaaye, tab waapas main drop kar doonga."Gunjan nodded hesitantly unable to say no to his charming smile.

Nupur who had been standing behind them heard the whole conversation. Her heart sank with some vague uncomfortable feeling but before she could intrude, mayank pulled her to show something and she lost track of what she wanted to ask gunjan.

Its almost midnight by the time all the dust, dirt and grime from the house was cleared off and a basic home appeared. Nupur did her hand imprint on the wall with the red paint amidst all the jeering and teasing of suhaani-diasam-uday and benji amidst the smiles of gunjan –adhiraja nd most of all mayank., the colour of her cheeks matching the paint. Then all the others deciding that they needed to put their hand prints as well, put one on top of the other until the picture appeared like a mass of tangled fingers than hand imprints.

The gang is totally tired with all the work.

"mayank, mujhe kabhi pata nahin tha ki yeh outhouse itna useful home ban saktha hai." Samrat was telling Mayank happily glancing around.

"agar yeh abh kisiko rent ke liye dikhaoge, tho zaroor zyaada milega. Warna pehle tho bhoot bangle tha." Benji added. Nupur pushed him and walked fwd seemingly oblivious to the guys talking ." ab bhoothni ke liye bangla hai." He continued glancing at nupur. Mayank glared at him while the others grinned.

"itna kaam maine kabhi nahin kiya hai life mein.", nupur said falling on the floor mattress.( u know which one – the round one right in the middle of the room )

"seriously, maine tho kabhi broom bhi nahin dekhi thi. Waise broom and mops mein difference aaj pata chala." Dia added falling next to her.

" abhi to mujhe floor cleaner ,detergent aur soaps ka saara brand names pata chal gaya hai." Suhaani said sitting on the other end of the bed.

Adhiraj, samrat , mayank and benji stopped near the bed looking at the 3 girls .

"kitne lazy hai yeh girls ." adhiraj commented softly while the others smiled in agreement.

"aisi koi baat nahin hai adhiraj," gunjan s soft voice came from behind him," woh bas aadat ki baat hai"

"tum to sab se alag ho chashmish," samrat flirted at which gunjan shook her head smiling at him.

All the guys looked at her with affection as she passed them and sat next to suhaani.

Uday who had gone to get parcels for them to eat returns back with huge bags. They all ate hungrily , constantly pulling one anothers legs, the guys trying to give Uday lesser share in everything and irritating him.

"kisiko chai peeni hai." Nupur asked.

"haan di, main bhi yahin poochne wali thi. Main banathi hoon." Gunjan got up.

"nahin gunjan, mujhe chai banana aatha hai. Main banaoogi. Tum baithke baatein karo. Agar dher horahi hai to ghar jaa sakthi ho." nupur sharply responded and walked to the kitchen now furnished with basic requirements collected from all sources.

"arre chashmish, nupur ko hi chai banane do. Us se bhi to lagna chahiye ki woh ab Mrs Sharma hai." Samrat pulled gunjan back on the bed next to him as everyone laughed.

By the time, everyone ate and drank, all of them were yawning. Benji decided hes camping in samrats guest room prompting uday to ask Dia if they could just stay back.suhaani was already sleeping with her head on the bolster.

Looking at her, Mayank brought the discussion to an end saying,"Dia, sab yahi ruk jao. Itna tired hai ki koi drive nahin kar paayega. Tum girls sab yahan so sakthe ho aur hum log samrat ki ghar chale jaayenge. Okay."

All nod in agreement when gunjan told him," Mayank bauji ne kaha tha ghar waapas aane ko. Main ghar jaoongi."

"gunajan ab bohot dher hogayi hai. Dia ne bui ko phone bhi kar diya hai. "mayank tried to convince her.

"nahin mayank, bauji parishaan honge.."

"usko jaana hai tho jaane do mayank." Nupur said harshly.

"nahin chashmish, tum yahin ruko. Bas ab koi discussion nahin." Samrat silenced her arguments.

Mayank sensed something wrong but was too tired to react. He gave a quick side hug to nupur and left after whispering good night.

All of them finally went to sleep- the girls in the new house and the guys in samrats house.

"mayank tumhara first aur second night waste hogaya."

"shut up benji."

"adhiraj tum apne laaambhe legs ko thoda couch ke upar daaloge . woh mere upar hain."

"shut up uday."

Good night

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thanks a lot for reading and replying the previous parts. hope this is okay too

Everyone got up late the next morning.

Adhiraj came with flasks of coffee and chai for the girls.

"Di, mujhe ghar jaana hai. Pata nahin bauji kitna pareshaan horahe honge. " gunjan was telling nupur

"gunjan, tuje zindagi bar yehi nahin rehna hai. Dia ki tyaar hone tak ka wait karo." Nupur replied with a hint of irritation.

By then, they spotted Adhiraj with the flasks.

Nupur collected it, thanking him.

"tho di main jaaoo.," Gunjan asked her in a scared voice.

"Nupur, main waise bhi apne ghar jaa raha hoon. Isko drop kardeta hoon." Adhiraj said.

"haan, yeh teek hai. Main abhi aayi.thanks adhiraj." Gunjan ran in, collected her handbag, giving Nupur a quick hug, walked out with Adhiraj who was trying to see if Suhaani was awake or not.

Nupur watched her go , with an irritation that she could not explain even to herself.

The rest of the gang after making sure the house was livable all went about their own ways and it was almost evening that MN found themselves alone for the first time in their first house.

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MN house ' evening

" finally sab chale gaye." Mayank sighed," itna excitement se sab kuch kar rahe the ki, kisiko yaad dilane ka man nahin kiya ki yeh supposedly hamara ghar hai."

Nupur smiled in agreement," aur Dia ko tho..."

" please Nupur . abhi Dia ki taste ki upar commentary start mat karo. Pechle do din se hum sab aap dono ki arguements sun sun ke bored hogaye hai."

" Achha, shaadi ke do din main hi bored hogaye."

Mayank put his coffee mug on the side table and bent towards her. She was sitting in opposite chair. Putting his hand on her free hand, adjusting her stray hair behind her ear with the other, he looked at her with his tired eyes full of tenderness and just smiled. Nupurs heart went out to him at his smile. She stroked his cheeks and smiled back. She wished she could just wipe away all the tiredness, all the worry from his face. Bending on her knees, she went nearer and holding his face in both her hands, kissed his forehead. He pulled her closer and put his head on her shoulder . She held him with increasing tightness as she remembered how much he had stood by her throughout . time stood still till a loud ring from the door startled both into action.

It was samrat with a lunch box .

" samrat kal se nahin." Mayank told him after he took it.

" right boss, waise mayank, yahan ek curtain lagana . bahar se sab kuch dikhtha hai." He added in a conspiratorial whisper and laughing at mayanks anxious expression went back to his own house.

They finished dinner chatting about all the things that came to their head , mostly about their friends, agreeing to disagree about almost everything. It was post dinner that a certain awkwardness began to set in. Nupur spent a long time in the kitchen clearing up . mayank who had adjusted the floor bed thrice , was simultaneously waiting for her to come out and to not come out.

"saari raat kitchen mein nahin reh sakthi nupur , chalo bahar. Mayank hi hai." Nupur scolded herself and walked out at the same time Mayank walked in. They stopped with a jolt , looked at each other and recognising the hesitation mirrored in others face, broke into peels of laughter. Holding each other for support, they laughed and continued to laugh for no apparent reason.

controling his laugh, mayank attempted to say something but was cut short when after a momentary break, nupur broke into fresh giggles forcing a smile on his face. Suddenly , neither of them felt tired.

" kya hai," nupur finally asked .her face flushed with all the laughing.

"I love you."mayank said in a matter of fact tone.

Though her heart missed a beat at his sudden change of topic, Nupur pouted and said," kya Mayank , pehli baar apne biwi ko I love You aise bolte hain kya?"

"ab pehli baar shaadi hui hai aur woh bhi itne short notice pe. Isiliye practice karne ka mauka nahin mila. Agar socho jaise main plan kiya tha, main tumse 2016 mein shaadi kartha tho kitne saal miltha sab se seekhne ka ki wife ko I love You bolna kaisa hai."

Getting up from the bed on which both were sitting down, he started circling and walking around the bed.

"tab main samrat se poochtha ki usne apni biwi ko kaise bola. Adhiraj, benji and shayad Uday se bhi classes leke aasaktha I Love Bolne ka. Tumhine miss karwadiya Nupur. Ab kisse poochon ki apni biwi ko kaise I love you bolthe hain?" mayank answered in one breath.

Nupur stared at him, " matlab meri shaadi sab ki shaadi ke bad hoti. Uday bhaiyya ke bhi baad. yeh joke tha?"

"kya nupur, main itne serious baat pe joke maarunga ? waise bhi main tho sadu Mayank hoon. Mujhe joke ka J bhi nahin aata. Aur main I love you bhi bolna nahin jaantha apni wife se.By god Nupur tum ek useless aadmi ka patni ho."

"mayank , us khaane mein kuch tha kya?tum aisi behki behki baatein kyun kar rahe ho?" nupur asked unsure whether he was speaking earnestly or simply pulling her leg.

Ignoring her completely he continued his blabbering

" kaise bolthe hain Nupur I love you, jaise tumne bola tha ' waise? phone pe? Ya phir se ek play karna hai? Or maybe wife ko kuch jewels deke bolna hai.tumhe kause vpasand hai? par nupur, main tho zero balancewala hoon. ab kya karenge?."

Mayank was still walking round the bed. Nupur by then was thoroughly irritated and sure he was pulling her leg.

"By God Mayank. Tum please apna walk bandh karoge? Mera sar ghoom raha hai."

Mayank fell suddenly with his hands balanced on either her side restricting her movements. she found her heartbeats increasing at this unexpected change of position . mayank however continued nonchalantly

"okay serious baat pe aate hai. ," he stopped as she looked at him expectantly," walk to main kar raha tha. Sar tumhara kyun goom raha hain?"

Nupur who had been anticipating something totally different , replied irritably," mayank yeh saare shaadi ke jo drama hua na use tum paagal hogaye ho. Ab mujhe sone do"

" paagal tho main kab se hoon Nupur , warna tumse pyaar kartha?," and before she could retaliate,he continued," I love you Nupur." This time sincerely.

"mayank ," Nupur began with a blushing smile,"count karna tha ki tumne kitne baar bola pechle kuch minutes mein." And tried to move away.

Still balancing on his hands placed on the bed with his toes on the floor, Mayank leaned more towards her and said," i love you nupur."

Nupur s smile widened and she bent her head not able to keep meeting his eyes.

"Nupur," she looked up," I love you." He bent closer , close enough for his nose to almost touch hers. He still was doing the balancing act on his hands.

Nupurs cheeks were already red and it spread to the small part of her neck visible in her nightshirt (the pink /blue ones she and gunjan used to wear- those. She lookd so good even in those). she could not think , she could hardly budge without coming in contact with him and upsetting his balance. She sat twisting her hands on her lap, turning redder by the second and head bent looking anywhere but his face.

Mayank was taking in all her efforts to maintain some composure and enjoying it. Well it was not everyday that you got Nupur Bhushan tongue tied. Nupur Sharma , his mind said and with warmth spreading all over him,he whispered, " Mrs Sharma," she looked up in surprise," i still love you."

Nupur looked into his eyes this time, taking in the all the love in his eyes, all the love in his ever so cute deep dimples and in his warm breath now on her face.

She put both her arms around his neck and pulled him suddenly. Losing balance,he fell half on her and half on the bed with a jerk and nupur burst out laughing lying next to him.

"I love you mayank." Nupur whispered softly running her hand in his hair.